The Stones (Part I)

By cre

Night came in whispers then,
So softly to my ears.
As I lay in the dip 2 feet from your grave
And traced the markings of your years.

Only feet from the door that led to the house
Where people were caught in their hells
I stayed with you, and your cold grey face
And listened for the stories you'd tell.

Two souls, together forever captured
Chiseled words the remains of your days
Emma, the mother and most treasured wife
Of the husband, the gentle ... Jeremiah James.

For hours the grass, cut just that day
Would play across the cheeks of this child.
And tales of the most, romantical nature
Traipsed through my head all the while.

Dreams of your house, so tiny and quaint
Took me away from the pain of my own.
Five year old fingers danced through the dirt
And led my eyes to the second tombstone.

A baby, so small, "You left us too soon"
Both sides of the dash read the same.
And just underneath, these engraven words:
"We love you, our Darling, Eliza Jane"

With most careful hands three flowers I'd pick
To rest just above where you lay
I imagined you resting in Death's perfect sleep,
And days would pass by as I played.





*note: These tales are about the tombstones in the yard where I grew up. This first one is just the beginning (I know it seems an odd place to end).*

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Copyright 2003 cre
Published on Friday, March 28, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • OLd SouL On Tuesday, August 26, 2003, OLd SouL (734)By person wrote:

    The piece creates a fantastic addition. A craving for more to come. Outstanding, you're a beautiful creator.

  • CharlottesWeb On Tuesday, August 26, 2003, CharlottesWeb (511)By person wrote:

    ooo....aaaa;) The meter and rhyme in this fell into place as if by an angels own handl they were chisled from creations storm. I can't imagine a sigle word in a differrent way...it came to gather so well! You gave texture...smooth...concrete grain...cool.

  • CharlottesWeb On Tuesday, August 26, 2003, CharlottesWeb (511)By person wrote:

    ...texture. You complemented with that summary smell of freshly cut grass, with a back drop of shadowy fighting figures in the window. Oh this was amazing. I love it. ~JM~

  • A former member wrote: both sad and beautiful...i love it!

  • A former member wrote: See all of the above? That goes double for me.

  • Six-Out On Sunday, March 30, 2003, Six-Out (1435)By person wrote:

    Ok, I got it. You sold your soul, so you could write this good. Am I right? I can not even begin to tell you how amazing you are. Beautiful.

  • A former member wrote: you are truly amazing, i love it, some day i hope im able to write half as beautifuly as you do

  • A former member wrote: it was very good, and i cant wait to read the reast...

  • A former member wrote: ahhh, now that was a wonderfully crafted piece of memory... you use such unpredictable phrasing at times, and it's wonderous...

  • GothicBlack On Friday, March 28, 2003, GothicBlack (186)By person wrote:

    CRE!Wow you have truly out-done yourself this time. Beautiful and Gorgeous indeed. I cant wait for this to be finished!!!! ~gothic~

  • CorruptedLittleGirl On Friday, March 28, 2003, CorruptedLittleGirl (253)By person wrote:

    This was a truly beautiful poem. lol how the hell do you write this well? There must be some form of trickery to your method. nah, just kiddin. You rule, cre!

  • A former member wrote: hell yeah!! good read!

  • A former member wrote: Actually... this is GORGEOUS! what a beautiful tongue you have my dear ;D good read, can't wait for the rest!

  • Aurora_Light On Friday, May 23, 2003, Aurora_Light (472)By person wrote:

    wow i agree with everyone this is an awesome write and i wish i had even an eighth of your talent with words i love this


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